Emmitt told his mom "I feel like I am just like the that brave tree, and that I still and always will embody the love, life and spirit like I always have for all of us for all time that has been, and all time that will continue to be.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

A new day was peeking from behind the clouds.I heard the breeze whisper Tweeeeedles.

I felt a gentle nudge on my shoulder,as mother earth said "it's a new day"!

I lifted my eyes into the skyand the sun kissed my nose!"Come on Burt", I said to my bruther.Let's go look for slimy salamanders!Let's go look for snails!Let's go look for croaking frogs and water bugsIt's a new day!Let's go look for treasures.I see a bunny hoping into the thicket.I wish I could hop like a bunny.

I hear birds chirp, chirp, chirping.I wish I could tweet a song, like a bird.

I can feel the sleeping forest awakening.Familiar sounds and smells are all around me.I will walk gently as the forest stretches and yawns.Come with me and let's go search for treasure's!

Thursday, February 17, 2011

I have my sweater on because I am helping the Earth stay cool.My moms and me are burning less pellets in our pellet stove on Thursday Feb 17.That means less electricity too. We also are turning off some of our lights, and we just might burn candles tonight.That means our house will be cooler. Our planet will be cooler.But it's okay because I am wearing my cozy sweater.

Your friend and mine, Winston over at two cats and a pug invited us all to celebrate the life of Stubby and our planet. I decided I wanted to participate.

Stubby was all about having a GREEN EARTH. Stubby was all about teaching us to care for our planet the best way that we can.

On Winstons blog it talks about that today February 17 - The World Wildlife Fund is holding a National Sweater Day. We can show Stubby how much the planet earth means to us by wearing a sweater and turning the heat down by 3 degrees.We all love the planet earth don't we?We love the trees and sky.We love the creeks and streams and oceans.

So everyone, go find a sweater and put it on and lets show our support in keeping our planet cool and healthy.

I know Stubby will look down from the brightest star in the skyand see that we remembered all the things that he taught us.We honour and celebrate you Stubby!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

One day, my journeys led me to searching for answers.I looked for the answers in the deepest part of the dark forest.

This is the story.Long long ago, in my very own forest, the giant trees stood bravely.

It was a splendid morning.The blue sky was painted with pinks and purples.Puffy white clouds dotted the horizon. I could hear the flutter of wings as they soared through the sleeping giants.The morning sun was peeking down through the magical forest, as the trees stretched.Sun rays tickled the sleeping branches and the forest sang.Birds were chirping, and butterflys were stretching their wings.

Suddenly the stillness was overtaken as the voice of thunder roared.The sound of the thunder's roar echoed through the branches.Lightning zigged and zagged from high in the sky as it raced through the beautiful forest.The thunder roared louder, and louder and the forest trembled.The roots of the trees gripped the soil, as they reached deep into the earth for strength.Forest creatures ran this way and that way from fear.

There she stood alone in the distance, sillouted against the stormy sky.

The thunder roared fiercely again and then„„,The forest’s "oldest tree" lifted her eyes to Mother Earth, and she whispered softly.

"Choose me, if you must.""I am old, but I am brave. "Perhaps my time has come." "Choose me".

And so it was at that very moment,a lightening bolt from the heavens reached down from the sky,and torched the oldest tree in the forest.The bolt seared a hole just missing her heart.But she remained strong.Her heart still beats.Her branches still sway.The oldest tree still lives to this very day.

But, it’s not the end of the story.This oldest tree in the forest, is now home to many, many forest creatures.Squirrels and owls, and birdies snuggle into the crevaces and holes.The oldest tree provides shelter to all those who need a place to rest their weary souls and feathered wings.As I gaze into the forest, I can see her stand tall and brave.Her limbs sway as they reach high into the sky.The oldest tree stood tall that day- and still does today, even though her scar tells the story of bravery.I am still thinking about what I learned from the oldest tree.Do you hear her speak?I can hear the forest sing. Can you?nitey nite my friendslovetweedles

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Who is Tweedles?

Hi! I used to be three, but now I am six years old! I am a happy puggy.
I live in the forest, and I talk to the trees.
My wish for all the other little animals in the world- is that they have a "forever home", just like me.
I love being loved- and I wish it for you!